Holy fucking shit. I felt like I just took a huge shit. You know what I mean. I just felt a plethora of emotions flow through my very being. One of them being relief.

“You made me the happiest changeling on the planet.” Mimic cried into my shoulder after I slipped the ring on.

“And you’ve made me the happiest man on this planet.” I said. Many of the ponies around us started clapping. Mimic cried tears of joy into my chest for a few minutes before she looked up at me.

“Uh… can we go home?” She asked.

“Sure, why?” I asked.

“I… I want your children.”

What?

“Wat?”

“Sorry, uhm… Let me rephrase that. Eeehm… I want… to have children… with you.” Mimic slowly stated. At that point my brain 404'd the hell out my head.

Images of a hive created by me slowly came to mind when I started thinking again.

*My mom would sooo have my ass if she was still here.* I thought.

-No kidding.-

“You want to do that right now or..?”

“I was thinking we could do it at home, but if you want to do it here…”

“Let's just… uugh… Let's go.” I grumbled. Mimic laughed while I paid for the food and teleported us home. “You go ahead and get ready in our room, I’ll be with you in a second.” I said.

“Oh, taking it lightly are we? Maybe we shouldn’t-”

“Mimic, you want kids or not?” I asked. She saw my face and nodded happily. “Alright, I’ll be with you in a second.” She nodded again and disappeared into my room. I went up to her old room and start up an old system I got just for this occasion.

Just to make it clear. I bought a machine back on Earth that basically allows me to relatively control what my kids will look like.

I say relatively because this thing basically makes it possible for me and Mimic to have children without complications. Since the both of us aren’t the same species.

A really cool thing with this is I can control if my kids will be quadruped or biped since I managed to get Mimic’s DNA and mixed it with mine.

Of course, I’m making them biped, and have wings, and be part bug physically speaking, but still; little things. I can’t exactly set their behavior like some RPG game or anything.

So anyway, I activate to bot that I had programmed using the machine a while back, shrink it, put it back in my meat rod, and head off to have some sweet, tender lovin’.

I really hope it worked. Mimic being a changeling, and not being remotely human, makes things like this a little... worrisome, to say the least.

“So… did it, take?” I asked.

“I… I don’t know...” Mimic said while looking at her belly. “Usually I would’ve known by now.”

“Yeah, it’s already been days. God this suspension is killing me...”

“Well… It could be because you’re human.” Mimic thought aloud. “I remember you told me human women don’t really know they’re pregnant until a few days after.”

“And it’s already been, like what, a week?” I said. She nodded and I sighed while I laid back in my bed. “I really don’t like this.” I mumbled.

“Hey, come on.” Mimic said while sitting next to me. “We’re completely different species. And if it didn’t work this time, we can always try again.”

“I know... It’s just...” A sigh drifted past my lips. “It was supposed to take quickly.” I said.

“What?” I sit back up.

“You know little robots run around in my blood right?” She nodded. “They’re supposed to help with this kind of thing.”

“Why?” She asked.

“To help about when two anthros who are not based off the same animal have children.” I said. “Because of that back on Earth, we had it made so that the kid any two parents have would either be one anthro, or the other.” I explained.

“Oh… well, maybe it’s because I’m not an anthro that it’s taking so long.” Mimic suggested.

“Yeah, maybe.” I said. “At least, if it does take. I hope our kids don’t turn out to be some eldritch abomination.” Mimic got a laugh out of that.

“I hope so too, honey. I hope so too...”

“‘Honey’? What, are we fifty already?” I asked jokingly.

“It feels like it with how much we're waiting.” Mimic said, a little downcast.

“Hey, come on.” I said while putting my little bug-queen in a loving embrace. “We just gotta do what you said. Alright?”

“I know, I think your mood is getting to me.” Mimic said, and barely saw it, but she was hiding a smirk. At least, doing her best to hide one.

“Oh, whatever,” I shove her lightly. “bitch.” I smiled. Mimic made a mock gasp and an indignant face. It last only about two seconds before both of us busted out laughing.

“Ember!”

“What?!”

“It took!” Mimic shouted, my breath got caught in my throat and I jumped from my chair.

“Really!?”

“Yes! We're gonna be parents!” She shouted. We cheered incoherently while I picked her up and spun her around. Spark and Max came in the living room almost frantically.

“What'sgoingonIheardyelling!?” Max shouted.

“We're gonna be parents!” Mimic answered. “Our own hive!”

“Oh.” Max said uninterested. “Fuckin’ hell.” He grumbled under his breath.

“Congratulations!” Spark said in a weak attempt to drown Max out. It didn't work, for me anyway, but we still got the sentiment. “I didn't think you’d do it so soon though.”

“We decided we wanted kids as soon as possible after we got married.” Mimic said.

“Ah, good for you two then.” Spark said. “When are you due?”

“I… honestly don’t know.” Mimic answered. “I mean, since it took this long for it to take… yeah.”

“I see. I wish you good luck then.”

“Thank you.” Mimic said gratefully, but a split-second later she gasped.

“What?! You alright!?” I asked frantically.

“I have to tell my mom!” She screeched. She then grabbed my hand and proceeded to bolt out the door dragging me along into the Everfree. We didn’t run into any predators because they wouldn’t have any time to bother us. That’s a plus.

Anyway, once we got to Mirage’s hive the changelings at the entrance pretty much just stepped the fuck out of the way. I guess they saw the look in her eyes.

Damn bitch could make a hydra piss itself.

“Mimic!” Mirage said when she noticed us. Kinda hard to not do since Mimic burst the throne room doors open. “How have you been? Are you alright?” She asked when she noticed Mimic’s expression. Mimic let go of hand, letting me drop gracefully onto the very forgiving stone ground.

I’m more surprised than pissed off that Mimic didn’t tear my hand off while she was dragging me.

“It’s happening!” Mimic panted in a raspy voice. Mirage didn’t understand at first; tilting her head to the side. But she got what Mimic meant a couple seconds later and teleported right up to her daughter.

“Really? Oh Mother! We must arrange your first baby shower!” Mirage actually squealed when she said that. With a nod from Mimic and not another word, they bolt off to get started on the shower… My… my first child baby shower…

My first of many… Hoooh fuck, it finally hit me.

I just took the first step in practically starting a changeling hive with Mimic. At the very most I will probably have hundreds of kids if everything goes smoothly…

H-hehe... HA-

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“...ey! ...mber! ...in there!?” A distant-sounding voice snapped me from a total mental meltdown.

“Buh?” I shake my head and look at the source of the voice. It was a changeling, one I recognize, actually.

“Shade?”

“Yes.”

“Oh… How long-”

“About a few minutes.” He said.

“Oh, huh, not long...” I remarked. “Anyway, any reason you brought me back to reality?” He nodded.

“Yes. I, along with a few others, are supposed to ‘hang out’ with you while our queen and princess have the latter’s shower. It is part of our customs.”

“Ah, I see.” I said.

*Why didn’t Mirage tell me that before?*

“Well, how else is going to join us on our ‘Guys night out’ as I’m going to call it?” Shade smiled.

“How convenient of you to call it that.” The changeling said as four more changelings joined him. Or rather, us.

“Hey Cloak, Swift, Camo, Bob.” I said to the newcomers.

“Hello.”

“Greetings.”

“Hey.”

“Hai!” The changelings greeted back.

“You ready to go?” Shade asked.

“Hmm… I don’t know. Lemme check my schedule.” I while moving my hand behind my back. I teleport blank piece of paper onto my hand and bring it out. “Uhmm… Let’s see...” I falsely scan the paper. “Yep!” I said after a second of looking at nothing. I crumple up the paper and toss it away.

“Yaaaaiy!” Bob cheered.

“So where does the father-to-bee want to go?” Camo asked. I thought about it for a second before a dastardly plan formed in my head.

“Canterlot.” I said, and then cast a transformation spell, turning me into Metamorphosis. “Let's raise some hell.” With a little bit of changeling magic I made myself look like a normal pony. My friends instantly got my plan and changed into ponies. The six of us, especially Bob, shared devilish grins as I teleported us to Equestria’s capital.

I am having the time of my fucking life.

The six of us managed to send all of Canterlot into mass hysteria. Just by our antics alone we slowly drove ponies to near insanity. Just twist your head at an unnatural-looking angle and the nobles will freak the hell out.

It was especially fun for me since my shoulders and knees are double-jointed. I apparently made some of the nobles think I was some deformed diamond dog. I also found out a lot of them are quite afraid of them. Especially the mares that wore a lot of jewelry.

I wonder why…

Anyway, with the six of us causing havoc all of the city it didn't take for the guard to get on our asses. But I don't think it helped them much that we kept changing what we looked like every time we got away from them. Neither the fact that we always managed to get away from them.

And by the time there were guards patrolling every block, we turned it into a contest to see who could last the longest running from the guard in a single disguise.

Bob won, somehow. Fucker can run.

I would've called for another go. But the guard were actually making it difficult to do anything at that point, at least, to run away. Damn pegasi almost got us a few times.

“Hault! Trouble makers!” A pegasus guard shouted from above.

“Never!” Camo shouted back as a white mare.

“I think you should take us home now, we nearly got caught back there.” Shade whispered to me.

“Working on it, kinda hard to pull of when we're all running.” I said. “We need to find a straightaway.” Shade nodded and looked around while I kept the spell on standby.

“Right!” He shouted. Without looking we took a hard right into a long alleyway. I began casting the spell as soon as we turned and made sure all six of us would be teleported before I let it take affect.

“Did you like what your friends got you honey?” The queen of the Ash hive asked her princess.

“Are you kidding me!?” Mimic said with mock exasperation. “ I loved what they got me!” She pulled a small piece of clothing from the many satchels a very loyal changeling was carrying. “Especially this cute little onesie!” She gushed. “So thoughtful!” She squea’d.

“I am glad you enjoyed it sweetie.” Mirage smiled. “We should-” A white flash of light interrupted the queen and made both her and the princess stop in their tracks. Once the spots faded away, they turned to the source of the flash.

It was a king changeling, lying limp on top of a pile of Queen Mirage’s changelings. Mirage then turned to her daughter, sharing a look confusion.

“Ugh...” Of course, just from the dark navy blue chitin, they knew it was Ember. But what puzzled them was: why did he, and his friends from their hive, just appear the way they did?

“Did we make it?” One of changelings in pile asked.

“I think so...” Ember replied. He looked up and saw Queen Mirage and Princess Mimic staring at them weirdly. “Yeah, we did.”

“Good...” Another grumbled. “Also, could you all get off of me?”

“Mommy!” Bob shouted. The pile of changeling exploded, leaving a lone, grinning changeling. “Hai mommy!” He rushed to his mother and gave her one of his trade-marked bone-crushers.

Mirage took the manticore hug all the same. And she thanked the great Mother above that she gave changelings both an exoskeleton and an endoskeleton. And thick chitin that is the only thing keeping her… mentally challenged child from popping her as a pony would with a pimple.

“Hello my sweet.” She said. “Did you have fun?”

“Yeah!” Bob said. “We had fun playing with da ponies on da big mountain!”

“Did you now?” She asked while shooting a dangerous glance at Ember. “Well, I am glad you had fun dear.” Bod giggled and ran off to tell his other friends about all the fun he had with the big human-turned-changeling.

“What did you do?” Mimic asked as soon as Bob left.

“Eh, not much.” Ember coolly responded. Still in his changeling form.

“I know what your definition of ‘fun’ is. What. Did. You. Do?” She asked in a challenging tone.

“We basically caused a bunch of chaos in Canterlot.” Camo answered.

“Did you..?” Mirage worriedly questioned.

“We all had disguises, don’t worry.” Ember said. “As far as the ponies know. A group of ponies managed to do what we did all over Canterlot.” He smiled. “And had fun while doing it.” He added.

“Ugh… I don’t need too nor do I want to know what you all did. Let’s just go home.” Mimic sighed. Ember shrugged, bid farewell to his changeling friends, and teleported him and Princess Mimic to their home.